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Mar. 9th, 2008 @ 08:35 pm Internet Relations
What do you care?: confused
No, not about "cyber sex," but is it wrong to build up a relationship with a woman you met on the internet and whom lives in another state? Is it wrong that she is the most amazing person I have ever talked with that actually has a brain and uses it frequently? The fact I feel so close to her even though she resides in Texas? I hate the fact that two of the girls I like live in other states. It doesn't seem right. Oh well, that's life for you.
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Oct. 17th, 2007 @ 09:39 am 63 weeks since my last update...
I sit here, listening to the Smashing Pumpkins and John Lennon, and all I can think about is Alyssa. I need to stop thinking about the past and focus on the future. I haven't talked to her in so long. It doesn't matter because this friday I'm going to the movies with Rachael to go see "The Nightmare Before Christmas". There is one problem though...where is it showing at close by? I guess I can look it up somewhere. Money is also becoming a problem. After school for about an hour before going to Armada or home I go into at least three stores filling out applications. The only thing left to do is go into a pizza place and ask if I can apply there. I haven't done that yet.

People keep saying not to get senioritis, and I'm fairly sure I have been dodging it, but now I can feel the pressure overlapping over my shoulders. So my life now is only about relationships, work, and school. Speaking of school, I must go.

"Courage is resistance to fear, a mastery of it, not absence of fear."
-Mark Twain
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Aug. 1st, 2006 @ 02:02 pm Nothing Important
HEY DAD! LOOK WHAT I DID!

Two days until school time. Nervous and excited is what I am. I beat my matrix game that I bought a couple days ago. WHEE! That was only on easy. Now I must destroy Agent Smith in Normal and the Hard. I decided to try the fantastic four game and it sucks. Really, really, really bad. Time to go back to trying to beat Naruto.
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Jul. 4th, 2005 @ 02:10 pm Day number 4-2=2
What do you care?: blank
Only one trip there but we stayed for a few hours. I had to wake up at 6:30 in the morning. We seemed to have stay there until about 11:30. I just have to move my bed and television and my couple of radios then my room is done. Not much left but to get furniture and other boxes over there and we are done! YAY!

The moonlight shines through the curtains as I pull the blanket up to my chin. The sound of cars driving on the road and the ticking of my rolex are the sounds that are keeping me awake. Headlights shine in my roon as cars park in the parking lot, their drivers getting out to do laundry and go to work out at the gym.

A dog barks followed by several dogs barking and a cat yowling at the full moon thats out. My mom and dad are snoring in the other room as I drift slowly into sleep.
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Jul. 2nd, 2005 @ 07:30 pm Can this summer be any hotter?
What do you care?: hot
What am i listening to?: The voices inside my head singing in German.
I think Florida can become the new sun after it implodes into a black hole. It can be our light and mostly our heat. It hasn't even gone to 100 degrees yet, but the humidity is killing me. I wish I lived on Pluto. It's cold there. Brr.... and I also have been informed that I have to pack my WHOLE room in 2 days. So I'm going to be hot, sweaty, and miserable. If anybody wants to help me not be miserable so I don't explode the world, help me! PLEASE! None of my friends seem to read this or have a live journal so what's the use?

As the shadowy figure walks closer to the dumpster he drops a long, black, leather bag. It hits the ground with a thump and little droplets of water bounce an inch in the air. The figure drags the bag closer to the dumpster. I feel sweat dripping down my face and back. The figure opens the dumpster and throws the bag inside. Metal cans and glass bottles clatter with a couple yelps of my grandmother turning over in here sleep are all I can hear. The figure closes the lid and walks away casually. My mouth becomes dry as I watch the figure turn onto the busy New York street.

I wake up the next morning still remembering what I had saw the night before. I was about to tell my grandmother what had happened but she didn't wake until late in the afternoon, way after the garbage men came. I sat on the couch staring at the black screen of the television, trying to tell myself that all it was was a dream. Nothing more. The ticking of the grandfather clock made me anxious so I put on my shoes and left a note on the refrigerator telling my grandmother that I was going for a walking in the park. I put my shoes on and walked outside. I went into the alley where I saw the figure and went to open the dumpster. As I opened it there was a mouse that ran in front of me. I opened the dumpster and it was empty. "Of course it is, you say the garbage men yourself", I said to myself aloud. I closed the lid and at the end of the alley was the same figure, staring right at me. He takes something out of the inside of his coat. As he lifted it I saw it gleam from the sun hitting it. I turned and ran.
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Jun. 30th, 2005 @ 09:29 pm Bored inside of my mind
What do you care?: bored
Nothing really is happening this summer. I'm just moving to a place in Wimauma. Lots of lifting things and packing things and kicking things and painting things and other things. Lots of things. These random things keep popping in my head as I type nonsense on the keyboarding watching the letters appear on the screen before me as I sit in the darkness. My stomach grows as the moonlight shines between the blinds. Faint music comes from the radio, the distant patter of rain drops hitting the rooftop and the window. The only light is from the computer screen. On the computer is typed, Day One. Thus the story begins.
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Feb. 8th, 2005 @ 04:38 pm I've tried so hard and got nowhere!
What do you care?: artistic
I walked into my room not realizing what was behind my door. As I shut it carefully I see him, in all black, looking at me, waiting for me to do something stupid. I go to my bed pretending not to see him and open my book bag. As he jumps out, I already have my bat in hand. He lunges at me, grabs a sword from behind him and tries to cut my head open like a melon. I block with my bat and smack his head with the inside of my palm. He looks at me with blood red eyes. I push a button on the bat and the tip flies off, exposing my sword while the tip hits his face. He looks stupefied as not knowing what he could do. I close my eyes as I swing with all my force and hear metal hit metal. I open my eyes to see that he in mear inches away from my face, breathing heavily. I push him off of my sword and duck as he swings for me. I grab his leg and flip him face first to the ground. I kick his sword away and put my foot on his neck and the tip of the blade against his skin. I pull off his mask and say, "Hi". His face has a scar on the left cheek the goes from his ear to about three inches down. He pushes my foot off and lunges to grab his sword. I kick it under my bed. He jumps up and takes out a dagger from his boot and throws it at me. I knock it out of the air with a quick swipe. He lunges for my sword, I swing the sword and connect with his neck. His head rolls towards my feet and the body falls a few feet away from it. I grab the body and open the closet and throw him in with the others. I put the head next to it. I closed the closet door and go to my bookbag and take out my math homework. "Can't wait until tommorrow" I say.
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Dec. 16th, 2004 @ 04:47 pm I have half the mind to tell your father!
What do you care?: stressed
Well hello people. What is happening? I am so stressed about these exams and for x-mas that it isn't funny. Maybe just a little bit. Anyways, :-) everything else is fine. I did really good on my web design exam. I believe I gat an A but I am not sure. I don't want to talk about my Science exam. I have other problems in my life that probably nobody feels or have felt when they were my age. Also it's about a girl, not just any girl though. She is probably reading this or not. I just don't care anymore, about anything. I just don't want to talk about it. I wish my problems would just disappear so I wouldn't have them anymore. I wish I had adrenilitis. Like on the commercial with the guy and the truck. Like him. Yeah. I cannot wait until my vacation. I am going to sleep for 48 hours to catch up on it.
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Nov. 10th, 2004 @ 03:27 pm Welcome to a mind of a teenage in high schooler. If you can find one.
What do you care?: artistic
Ahoy friends for me. I am Dustin and don't forget it. I always have something to say about my life that is very uninteresting. So my people of my friends list, here is my uninteresting phrase of the day, I have always been good to all of my friends but I have realized that in every persons life in the world they have different achievements they have to reach before they die. I also realize that if anyone has to make a choice between life and death for any reason they would choose life over the circumstances that those people who choose death are always the ones that join the army or navy or the air force. I know I might be wrong on these things but it was what was on my mind. I have a very wide imagination of life and death and anything in between. I think that is what is wrong with me. I'm too worked up on the idea of looking into the future and trying to place the pieces of the puzzle of my future into place to find my way in life and try to achieve everything I know I can not reach. And that my friends is the uninteresting part of the show. I shall now bring you back to your regularly programed reading comforts and some of them discomforts. www.linkinpark.com is a very awesome site where you can listen to a new song that is remixed with encore. Listen to it and remember to put on your headphones.
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Nov. 20th, 2003 @ 07:53 pm My life as a teenage weirdo!
This nine weeks I have 3 F's, 1 D, 2 B's, and 1 C. I need to do better in school. My dad is getting all mad at me but I always bring the grades up. Come on! I don't need to by given the "Talk" every waking moment in life. I know people hate that and so do I. Well my life is crappy as always. Nothing to do at all. I like this girl at school. I'm not going to give away her name because people in my family (my sister really) will say her name and the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song. That's embarrassing. I had After School Detention today. My Language Arts teacher assistant was the teacher for that. She was nice. My friend taught me how to hack on the computer. It's fun. I can defrag, debug, and some other things. My dad is watching friends my favorite show and he tells me not to watch it. I'm watching it anyway. He doesn't have much power over me. I'm a teenager for crying out loud! Give me a break. I need some privacy sometimes. I have to go take a shower now. Remember my readers you must take revenge at what you are doing or try it and fail. It's better to lose than not try at all.
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Oct. 22nd, 2003 @ 05:10 pm delete this later
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Oct. 22nd, 2003 @ 04:47 pm School
I go to a middle school with my sister. It's a magnet school. Can you say boring?!? I mean man it's like watching paint dry. I think watching paint dry would be a lot of fun. Ha! We are watching a movie in language arts class. It's called "Animal Farm". Like the book. I have only watched a little bit of it. In math we have a test tomorrow. In science we are taking notes. In reading (I have intensive reading) we are doing a project. I have 2 special programs. I have Business Application. As you know it is about Business Application. My other one is the yearbook. We are, as you should know, are making the yearbook. That's what is happening at school.
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